Get kicked out for coming home at dawn,
Mom and Dad cursed the day you were born,
Throw your clothes into a duffle bag
shoutin'' as ya slam the door home is a drag

Who can I turn to and where can I stay ?
I heard a place is open all night and all day
There''s a place you can go where the cops don''t know
You can act real wild they don''t treat you like a child

Runaway boys

Your hair''s all greasy and you feel like a slob,
You''re only fifteen and you can''t get a job,
Go into the luncheonette and shoot a few games
Losing all your quarters, man it''s always the same
Steal a couple of bucks to buy a new toy,
Slip into the alley with the Runaway boys

Runnin'' faster, faster all the time
You''re under age and God knows, that''s a crime !